Speaking Without a Mouth (Poetry Collection)

Butterfly Wings

i cry every night

i cry every day

my tears are like our friendship

slowly falling away

i miss the time we had together

those precious times we share

those times riding bikes together

with the wind blowing through our hair

our friendship flew

with butterfly wings

we were each others

everythings

now we live

worlds apart

and you do hair

and i do art

i travel for miles

to see your smiles

but you cant take an hour from your day

to walk and meet me half way

it seems we've tripped

harsh words slipped

you replaced me like i knew you would

our butterfly wings have ripped